[ he's not a hundred percent what aoba wants to talk about, but he has a strong feeling. he's been avoiding it, as he thinks that's what is best for aoba. he's accepted taking full responsibility for everything. he's messed up their friendship, and he hopes aoba doesn't hate him. it's selfish, he thinks, after everything he's done... he just wants aoba not to hate him. how could he ask something like that, though? he ruined what they had for a few weeks of selfishness.
it's easy to think this stuff over, blaming himself repeatedly. as he walks to the back of the house, he doesn't look upset at all. he looks mostly composed, a smile on his face. he looks like nothing happened between them, like the world just carried on and somehow it never happened. yet inside, it's the exact opposite, and he's just acting this way because he thinks it's what's best for aoba.
when he sees him from a distance, he gives a little wave. ]
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it's easy to think this stuff over, blaming himself repeatedly. as he walks to the back of the house, he doesn't look upset at all. he looks mostly composed, a smile on his face. he looks like nothing happened between them, like the world just carried on and somehow it never happened. yet inside, it's the exact opposite, and he's just acting this way because he thinks it's what's best for aoba.
when he sees him from a distance, he gives a little wave. ]
Yo, you wanted to talk?